Hello again! Here is chapter 3, I really hope you'll like it. I worked hard as always. Late nights, as always. Please review, no matter how short or long they happen to be, I will read them all. They only make me work harder! So, without further ado, let's get started.

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Chapter 3: The Choice

I groaned out loud, disturbing Rhoda and making him cry out loudly. Right in my ear.

"Shut up! Bloody bird," I grumbled. They were making me choose. I read the letter again, as if that would magically change everything and I could just go live with a random family for a week, of their choosing.

Miss Riddle,

If you are reading this, I presume

you have made your decision. Though I

must ask that you make another. This

is concerning where you will be living for

a week before school begins. Enclosed to

you, you will find two addresses. We

could not decide which home you

would prefer, so we will let you choose.

Send the family of your choice an owl,

And they will pick you up immediately.

Happy traveling,

Albus Dumbledore

The Malfoys or the Weaslys. I knew for a fact that the Malfoys were Fancy, rich purebloods. Probably stuck up and snooty. But they do have a son. I thought. Then I shook my head. He was probably a fat, spoiled, filthy git. The Weaslys, on the other hand, were a full house, and for some reason I thought they might be a little bit friendlier. Something was telling me to choose the Weaslys. I sighed and picked up the Hogwarts letter, my class schedule and supplies list inside, should I decide to go. I reached inside and felt my hand close around something velvety. I pulled it out and examined it cautiously; I knew this had not been there before. It looked like a grey velvet coin purse. I pried it open and reached inside, my hand going deeper than it should have. I bit my lip and looked at the bottom, expecting to see my hand poking out of a gaping hole, but I saw nothing unusual, which was unusual in itself. My eyes widened and I dug around the endless bag, trying to see if anything was inside. My hand closed around a piece of paper and I pulled it out, unfolding it.

Miss Riddle,

This is an enchanted bag.

It should help you along the way.

Use it wisely, it is yours now.

Albus Dumbledore

I sighed. An enchanted bag? I kind of figured. But it was mine? I was starting to love this guy! I could definitely pack with this. And carry my school supplies. I picked up my wand and flicked it, starting up the packing process. All of my clothes went into it, along with my iPod, a useful muggle music-playing device, and a picture of my mom and I. I sighed; did I even have a right to that picture anymore? I was the reason she was gone. I picked up the quill on my desk and opened up some ink that was running dangerously low. I wrote a quick note for the Weaslys and let Rhoda out of his cage.

"Here you go, Ro-Ro. Don't be gone too long, I'll start missing you," I said teasingly as I tied the note to his talon. Opening the window I felt a light breeze blow past as Rhoda dove out the window and flew off almost instantly. I sighed and sat down at my desk, laying my head in my arms lazily. I closed my eyes and let my thoughts drift back to my mum, to happier times when we would just hang out and laugh and take long walks in the park, enjoying life. I'm leaving mum, forgive me. I thought. Another gust of wind blew through my room, bringing with it a wordless whisper and the smell of lilies, which lulled me into a dreamless sleep.

I woke up to someone shaking me out of my slumber. A gentle shake, with a motherly voice calling my name, coaxing me awake.

"Rea, Rea dear we must get going. Come along now, up you get, sweetheart." I opened my eyes slowly, bright light shining in from my window. A woman with red hair, frizzy and poufy, stood next to me, smiling warmly.

"M-Mrs. Weasly?" I asked sleepily, rubbing my eyes with my palms.

"That would be me, darling, now hurry, we wouldn't want to miss dinner." She replied helping me up. I stumbled a bit, but she helped me regain my balance. "Easy does it." I thanked her and grabbed my bag and letters. "Ready, then?" She asked me holding out a hand. I slipped on a pair of grey combat boots and slipped my wand inside them.

"Yeah," I said taking her hand, "Ready as I'll ever be." And we apparated.

The house was large and wooden. The front yard was covered by a field, and it seemed as if we were in the middle of nowhere.

"Brilliant!" I grinned as I stared up at the houses large frame.

"Well, let's get you inside, I bet you'll like it in there too," Mrs. Weasly laughed as she led me inside, where a re-headed man in a brown suit sat reading the paper. "Arthur, dear, this is Rea."

The man looked up from his paper and grinned warmly at me. I decided I really liked it here. "Well hello there, I'm Arthur Weasly, Molly's husband." He said, nodding at Mrs. Weasly.

"Great to meet you Mr. Weasly, thank you for letting me stay here. It means a lot," I smiled happily at him.

"Oh, it's nothing dear. What harm will one more do?" Mrs. Weasly smiled and patted my shoulder. I smiled, but my head shot over to the staircase when I heard footsteps and the distinctive sound of laughing. Four kids about my age appeared, probably gathering for dinner. "Perfect timing you four, this is Rea Riddle, the one I told you about." They all looked at me, and I struggled to swallow a lump in my throat. Two of them, A boy and a girl, looked like they had to be Weaslys. Another girl had long brown hair that curled lightly. The last person, a black haired boy with round glasses, I knew well. He was well known for many reasons, but one stuck out for me. He was the boy who lived. The boy that my own father orphaned. Harry Potter. I had a strange feeling that maybe, just maybe, I would have been better off at the Malfoy's.

"H-hello there," I stammered weakly.

After a short pause, the brunette spoke up, "Hello. It's really a pleasure to meet you, I'm Hermione Granger. And this is Harry Potter, and Ginny and Ron Weasly."

"Good to meet you all," I said more confidently, and smiled.

"This is his daughter? Bloody hell! In what world?" Ron exclaimed. Hermione rolled her eyes and shoved him, but I couldn't help but smile.

"Um, thank you…I think," I said.

Harry laughed. "Don't worry about Ron, he has no filter between his mouth and his brain." He said with a smile.

Ginny scoffed, "That would imply that he had a brain." I sputtered a laugh.

Hermione smiled, "Well Rea, why don't you follow me, I'll help you unpack." I agreed gratefully and followed her up the staires. "So are you excited for Hogwarts?" She asked once we were inside our room, unpacking away.

"Ecstatic," I said unenthusiastically, "It's just another place for people to ridicule me for being the daughter of 'he-who-shall-not-be-named'." I said his alias sarcastically.

Hermione smiled sympathetically. "Don't say that! I'm sure you'll meet a lot of nice people. And I have a feeling we'll be great friends." I smiled a little at that.

"Thanks Hermione. That's awesome of you," I replied happily. She laughed and nodded. We chatted and joked around until we were called down for dinner. I noticed two…very identical additions to the group.

"Rea, I'd like you to meet Fred and George, two more of my sons," Mrs. Weasly said with a smile.

"Hello there! Pleasure to meet you," They said in unison, huge grins on their faces.

"Same to you," I said a little dazed. I wondered if they always did that. We made small talk and joked and answered questions for each other. This was something I had missed since my mum passed. When dinner ended, I helped clean up and then retired to my room that I shared with Hermione and Ginny. I changed into my pajamas and climbed into bed. I'll make you proud, mum, you just watch. Voldemort will pay; I'll make sure of that. I thought while my fingers absently traced the two slash marks on my stomach, forming an X.

This one was longer, ^_^ hopefully you liked it! I'm glad I finally got Harry and the rest in the story. My fingers are getting tired from typing all day xD but I'll finish the last one. I want a bunch of reviews before I go on to the fifth chapter, so when the fourth one is up, please don't be shy, just tell me how you like it. Buh bye for now, hons.